Dear Alice,
A very wise person once said,
Treat her like a pig and she'll come crawling back to you.
There's a world of truth in that statement. I've witnessed it so many times before with supposedly good girls coming from good homes falling, like a trapeze artist, without a safety net, for the bad boy.
They crashed and burned. But that didn't stop you. You wanted it, more to the point, you wanted him.
You competed with the other girls for his attention and won.
But what a hollow and short-lived victory it turned out to be. He cheated on you as he did with all his other girlfriends.
Did you think you were special to him?
To me? Yes.
To him? No.
Nice guys like me are considered boring. You wanted excitement, and you got it...until you gagged on it.
Danny smoked, drank, flouted the law, skipped school, and drove a motorcycle.
What a cliche…
But you bought into his act and had the ride of your life. Your eyes sparkled, your painted red lips wore a constant smile, and you thought it was never going to end. It did, and faster than you could say snap!. The lesson you ignored is that whatever goes up must come down.
Your frenemies rejoiced.
Some blond bimbo had taken your seat on his motorcycle. You fought with them. They laughed in your face.
As a last act of desperation, you had his name tattooed on your left collarbone.
It didn't bring him back as you had hoped.
You were left on the sidewalk like some trashcan waiting for the garbage truck to pick you up.
You had become as invisible to him as I was to you.
How the tables were turned.
Was it worth it?
Leo Alexander
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Dear Alice
Short StoryLeo has messed up and is trying to right his wrongs by writing Alice a few letters. It is his way of trying to get rid of the demons that has plagued him his entire life. ~•~ And a whole lot of humorous Drabbles. A drabble is a short story of exact...
